Dempeo: The Whole Truth

Chapter 19

"I'm really partial to the [Derek-Meredith] love scene, which was beautiful. [Director] Mark Tinker shot the beautiful love scene. And Patrick and Ellen both had a lot of fun and threw themselves into it"- Shonda Rhimes about the prom scene

Chris O'Donnell had only been there a few weeks, playing Finn, Meredith's new love interest, and Patrick couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. It wasn't even that Ellen and Chris had any intimate scenes together, but having to share with yet another Chris was infuriating. Watching her dance and smile with him as they shot the scene had caused that twinge to become a roar, he felt his skin become clammy and hot. Kate gave him a warning look, clearly reading what was written all over his face, luckily he could get away with saying that he was just in character. Finally, he caught her eye as they danced with their separate partners, the sparkle in her eye as she watched him knocked the breath out of him. The next scene couldn't come soon enough, he couldn't wait any longer, he needed her, she was like a drug and he was hopelessly addicted. Without taking his eyes off of her he pulled away from Kate and said "I've got a patient I've got to go check on, I'll be right back okay?". Mark, the director, yelled "Cut" and they all stepped away from each other, without another thought he strode over to Ellen, unable to stay away. He didn't think that she could get more beautiful, but the dress she was wearing was a far cry from their usual scrubs and when he first saw her in it, well his heart just about stopped dead in his chest.

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They only had one more scene to shoot, their scene, everyone else had gone home or gone back to their trailers, it was only the two of them plus Mark and a handful of crew members. It was already 11:00 pm and there was no way he would make it home at a reasonable time so he had already texted Jill to tell her that he'd be sleeping at the trailer. "Are you guys ready? We'll do the dialogue a few times and then get onto the fun stuff" Mark said winking at the two of them.

He followed her into the exam room for the third time, their speeches engraved in his brain. He couldn't help but think the writers were playing some cruel joke on them, that they knew what was happening between him and Ellen and had decided to use it. "Just leave me alone" she said forcefully, walking around the table to face him, "I just wanted to make sure that you're alright" he replied. "No I'm not alright, okay are you satisfied? I'm not alright. Because you have a wife, and you called me a whore, and our dog died. And now you're looking at me, stop looking at me" she yelled, he watched as her face crumpled and he knew that she was feeling the exact same way. "I'm not looking at you, I am not looking at you" he replied, "You are looking at me, and you watch me, and Finn, Finn has plans, and I like Finn, he's perfect for me. And I'm really trying here, to be happy, and I can't breathe. I can't breathe with you looking at me like that. So just stop." she said. His heart broke as he realised the mess that was not only his life but hers too, that she had Chris and was trying to be happy but he wasn't helping. "Do you think I want to look at you? That I wouldn't rather be looking at my wife? I'm married, I have responsibilities. She- she doesn't drive me crazy, she doesn't make it impossible for me to feel normal, she doesn't make me sick to my stomach thinking about my veterinarian touching her with his hands. Man, I would give anything not to be looking at you" he yelled back. Every word he said related to how he was feeling, to the frustration that had become his life. When he looked back up she was facing him again, the tension between them was astronomical. He grabbed her face and bought his lips to hers, her hands moved straight into his hair, pulling him closer. The desperation behind each kiss spiralled as he pushed her up against the exam table, the hand on her waist pulling her onto it as he moved his attention to her neck. He felt her fingers dig into his shoulder as he sucked on the spot that drove her crazy, clearly she was holding herself back because she was usually quite loud. He took the time to memorise her face, to gently kiss every inch of her cheek, her jaw. Her legs wrapped around him as his fist knotted in her hair, pulling her head to the side as he left a trail of kisses down her cheek and to her neck. He just about heard her sigh through her parted lips over the blood pulsing in his ears. He ran a hand up her mostly bare thigh, remembering what Mark had said, that he didn't really care what they did as long as the outer pair of panties came off. His fingers found the edge of them and he gently grazed them along the outskirts, before hooking the side of them and pulling them down. He pulled away and looked at her as his knuckle brushed the centre of the second pair, they were damp, he smiled and raised his eyebrows at her but she wasn't paying attention, her focus wholly on his lips. She shifted her weight and held her legs up so he could tug them down and gently pull them over her heels. He let them drop to the floor as he grabbed her calves and wrapped her legs back around him, his mouth found hers again and he instantly forgot about the cameras and the crew, it was just him and her. Her hands found the collar of his jacket and and attempted to push it off, he helped her, letting it drop to the floor as her hands moved to his shirt collar, trying to pull it off but failing miserably. He kissed down her neck to her chest, lightly sucking as her hands ran through his hair and down his shoulders, her breathing became heavy when his hands gripped the tops of her thighs to keep her still. Her tongue was in his mouth while he struggled to pull down the sleeves of her dress, taking down her bra straps as well. Everything was a blur of tongues and teeth, the desperation coming from the both of them, not just him. His hand found the back of her head, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back, her moan filled his ears as his lips found the base of her exposed neck. Her fingernails dug into his skin through his shirt, his hands gripped under her thighs and he pulled her forward, needing the contact between them. She moaned loudly as she ran her hands through his hair and he couldn't help but smile at the effect he was having on her. Her mouth was still parted when he took her bottom lip into his mouth, sucking on it as he grinded against her. But it wasn't enough, he needed more, he squeezed her thighs before thrusting against her again, their moans in sync now. To his surprise, this time it was her lips that were on his neck, her teeth grazing his skin as she went, his hand stroking through her hair. He thrusted against her once more, before kissing her thoroughly, his tongue claiming every inch of her mouth as he lowered her onto the table. His hands roamed over her curves as he settled between her legs, his body covering hers. "Cut", he had completely forgotten about the cameras rolling and would have probably taken her right there if they hadn't been interrupted. Trying to muster every ounce of his usual casual flirtiness, he got up from where he was sprawled over Ellen with his usual smirk just to have it wiped off of his face. There she was half lying on the table, her dress up around her hips, her lips swollen and red and her marks all along her neck. It was quite possibly one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen, the evidence of what had just happened clearly visible all over her. But her eyes went straight to his unbuttoned pants and the evidence of the way she had affected him strained against his zipper. He turned around, spotting his suit jacket on the floor next to the discarded pair of panties, picking up both and carefully carrying the jacket in a way that covered up his problem he handed her the panties. "I think these are yours" he said, he only realised just how out of breath he was as he spoke, what was meant to sound flirty just came out raspy instead. She glared at him before turning to Mark and saying "Thanks Mark, I think we should go and get dressed, have a nice night", Mark nodded and thanked them as she took his arm and practically dragged him out into the cold air and towards their trailer.